The Road Not Taken

Robert Frost‘s poem “The Road Not Taken” couldn’t have found it’s way in my life at a better time as I’ve been struggling for a while now with making the decision – constantly juggling between the one that feels right and the one that should be right.

One day it might turn out to be the decision that started it all for me. The decision I make, might just be temporary and only affect my near future. I guess we’ll have to wait and see. For now I’ll let Robert’s poem do the talking:

Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;

Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim
Because it was grassy and wanted wear,
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,

And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I marked the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way
I doubted if I should ever come back.

I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I,
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.

Robert Frost

If you’re more of a visual person and like the poem, then take a look at the video below. It’s amazing.